Bel Canto
Ann Patchett, 2001
Ιστορικά μυθιστορήματα Σύγχρονη πεζογραφίαΛογοτεχνική πεζογραφίαΡομαντικά
Ατμόσφαιρα: λαχτάρα και θαυμασμός. Μιλά για την τέχνη, την αγάπη και την κοινωνία.
Μια σελίδα από το βιβλίο
He believed that life, true life, was something that was stored in music. True life was kept safe in the lines of Tchaikovsky’s Eugene Onegin while you went out in the world and met the obligations required of you. Certainly he knew (though did not completely understand) that opera wasn’t for everyone, but for everyone he hoped there was something. The records he cherished, the rare opportunities to see a live performance, those were the marks by which he gauged his ability to love. Βιβλία με παρόμοια αίσθηση
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Ερωτήσεις αναγνωστών
- Πώς είναι το «Bel Canto»;
- Ατμόσφαιρα: λαχτάρα και θαυμασμός. Μιλά για την τέχνη, την αγάπη και την κοινωνία.
- Τι να διαβάσω μετά το «Bel Canto»;
- Αν σου άρεσε το «Bel Canto», δοκίμασε «This Is How You Lose the Time War» (Amal El-Mohtar), «The Elite» (Kiera Cass) και «Happy Place» (Emily Henry).
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What do you bring someone who has all of time?
I want to be a body for you. I want to chase you, find you, I want to be eluded and teased and adored; I want to be defeated and victorious—I want you to cut me, sharpen me. I want to drink tea beside you in ten years or a thousand. Flowers grow far away on a planet they’ll call Cephalus, and these flowers bloom once a century, when the living star and its black-hole binary enter conjunction.I want to fix you a bouquet of them, gathered across eight hundred thousand years, so you can draw our whole engagement in a single breath, all the ages we’ve shaped together.
This Is How You Lose the Time War · Amal El-Mohtar
What it feels like when someone doesn't just want you—they orbit you.
It wasn’t like I made his world better. It was like I was his world. It wasn’t some explosion; it wasn’t fireworks. It was a fire, burning slowly from the inside out.
The Elite · Kiera Cass
How a friendship quietly becomes the person you can't unlove.
He’s become my best friend the way the others did. Bit by bit, sand passing through an hour glass so slowly, it’s impossible to pin down the moment it happens. When suddenly, more of my heart belongs to him than doesn’t, and I know I’ll never get a single grain back.
Happy Place · Emily Henry
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